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warm water, lapping ocean waves, and walking barefoot down the white sand beach from our rented condo in Cayman. I, the 40 year old "scuba widow" with bikini on (not thong)and purple wrap around my waist thought that noon was a good time to visit the Oceanside outside bar. With short blonde hair and I'm told "an ass to commit murder for" with my small champagne glass size tits, I knew I looked good with my sandals in hand when I went up the sparsely inhabited bar. At the bartender suggestion, he gave me a really yummy fruit/rum drink after which I was buzzed and left the wrap and purse with bar and popped into the ocean to cool off. I got a few admiring looks walking back to the bar area as I'm 5'2 120# and teach fitness part time. Rescuing my bar seat and belongings, I noticed a strikingly handsome black man 2 stools down. Weird that he had classic features and this peculiar French accent. Our eyes met and he asked if he could join me. Sure, as hubby was off diving until 5 o'clock and would be exhausted when he returned, hence my boredom. We made small talk until I couldn't resist my Chicago upbringing with, "what's with the French accent and is it fake for white tourist wives?" He laughed and explained he was from Martinique and his first language had been French. Duh, I felt a little dumb housewife. It emerged he OWNED one of the small resorts on the island and just visited for the books monthly. Ah.

A couple of rum drinks later (pretty buzzed only 2 o'clock he excused to rest room and I had to notice he had an extremely cute ass with his long slender frame! In some crazed moment, I excused with bartender to go to ladies room and promptly pushed my way into the poolside men's room. My new friend was washing his hands (Jean)and I went to him and kissed him deeply. The RUSH through my body was intense as he tongue probed my mouth. He grabbed my hand and thrust into his shorts to grab a substantial cock while pulling my had back and asking if I wanted it! Was it the drinks, the moment, my absent husband or just plain lust? I blubbered "Yes!" He said, "back to the bar" spun me around and slapped my ass HARD and pushed me out the door. I did stop to pee and he was at the bar when I returned. I had a fresh drink in front of me, which worried me, but he ordered me to taste his. "OK" said I and he put his finger in his glass and put it into my mouth! I licked and then, in this public Oceanside bar sucked it dry. With that he said, "your bill is paid, my car is ordered in front and we go to my hotel". I lapped up half my drink and followed like a trained dog. In front a short limo waited with driver and we entered the back seat. On the short trip Jean "asked" me to strip as he wanted me naked and nobody could see me enter his owned resort. In a partial alcohol haze (no excuse) I tore off my wrap, bikini, and sandals and sat before him naked. He looked at me like a wolf looks at a lamb. I LOVED IT! We entered a private small garage and with my clothes in his hand he just said, "follow" up a flight of stairs. The chauffeur was beyond discreet not leering at my naked body. Yes, I followed into a huge apartment with hottub, huge shower, amazing furnishings and a six foot long bar. He directed to a bar stool saying he just wanted to appreciate my nakedness and soon submissive. ???? I kind of already was as I sat naked on a barstool and he made us a funny looking drink that looked milky. I sipped and it tasted licorice? "Absinthe, my dear so drink it enhances pleasure". Well, hard to argue sitting naked on a barstool in the handsome coal black man's home while he's fully dressed! I sipped, and he lit a cigarette. "It's a French cigarette he described, a Gauloise", and here for you as he lit it. Having quit years ago, (the crave never leaves) I inhaled this incredibly harsh cigarette. Music playing he turned on and French music very exotic, he had me swaying with him dancing, me naked him clothed. And then I felt the true rush and was in a dream world. Gently, he directed me to undress him which I happily did. After his shirt I removed his sandals on then his shorts and it seemed so natural to just put his cock in my mouth. I felt overjoyed when it started to harden past my lips and OMG mister average swelled huge? I started to suck that cock with enthusiasm when he pushed me back with, "no, no face fuck you American women like, you will learn to love my cock!" What? With that he stood me up and gently led me to the monster bedroom. From the closet he produced a leather collar and attached to my neck. Although my head was swimming from the drinks I couldn't wait for what was next. And next was me being led by a leash that I didn't see attached to the collar and let to the couch in the enormous living room. At that point I'm on my knees and next half hour was consumed with me licking his cock, ball, and lots of attention his asshole! I could not believe THAT I WAS TONGUING LICKING AND KISSING HIS ASS!

As I slobbered and tongued his ass, he promptly stood and put a huge load of cum in my mouth and on my face. OMG so hot but I was in heat! He just stood and pulling my leash took me back to barstool and restrained my hands behind the stool, inserted some vibrating device and with calm put on a silk robe and made himself a drink. Refreshing he said as it's vodka, club soda and gr*pefruit juice fresh. He held it my lips and I drank hungrily. Only then did he take me to the floor and after licking his feet, his balls and burying my face in his ass for some time he allowed me to suck the come from his beautiful cock. And me? He gave me an incredible toy to use tonight and the morning before his car picks me when my husband boards the boat. OMG I write this at my condo waiting to greet my husband. I will be so sex crazed but he won't know why. I will see my black Martinique master tomorrow as soon as he sends his car! And yes, I want to share with every "scuba widow". See more

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